Okay you guys are doing good on reviews 7 is pretty good. my computer likes to keep messing up on my. and so my word isn't working so it's gonna take me a while to actually get this update updated. Cuz I'm gonna edit it and everything.

When I woke up my head hurt. Duh. My shirt was covered in blood. i don't eve nknow how I could have woken up when i lost that much blood. Cuz I wasn't in a hospital of any kind. No I was in my room. Where I had been before. Except that I was laying down and Carlon was on top of me. Wait on top of me? OH MY GOD HE'S ON TOP OF ME!!!! I started to scream but he put his lips on me siliencing my scream. Once.... Twice. A third time. I still didn't like it. But this time it wasn't as bad. He did it softly. Then i looked down. Once again horror struck me dead on. I tried to scream again. You think I would have learned. He was shirtless. He was pantless. So was I. He wasn't just on me he was in me! Gross. I tried screaming again. Then I had had enough. I smalked his head. He pulled apart finally.

He looked....sad.

"Why are you sad?" I asked.

"Huh?"

"You, you, you look well sad."

"So," he said sourly.

"Why?"

"Why would you care?" Carlon asked as he put his boxers and pants back on. I winced. Just whaching him do that was creepy.

"Well-"

"What the heck was that?"

"What?"

"Did you just wince?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"My head hurts," I lied.

"Sorry about that," he whispered he actually looked like he meant it.

"How long have we been up here?"

"About thirty minutes."

"How did they not notice ourr absense? I mean me yeah but you were just going to the bathroom."

"I told them you wanted to talk to be and that it might take a while."

Why did you do it?" I asked almost inaudible. I looked aways from him. He slid down the wall.

"I don't know."

"Don't you love her?"

"Who? Megan? Of course."

"Then why would you rape me?"

"I don't know I guess i just got mad."

"About what?"

"Life's complicated kiddo."

"You think I don't know that?" I muttered to myself.

"Yeah."

"Trust me I've had my share of complications. For a 20 year old."

"Like what?" He challenged.

"Do you KNOW whho i'm married to?"

"no."

" Didn't think so. I'm married to a rockstar."

"WHo?"

"Shane Grey."

"Prove it."

I sighed. I got up and walked over to my drawer. I grabbed a photo album out of it and tossed it at him. He opened it. Flipped through the pages he put it down on the ground.

"Fine."

"Told you."

"We should probably get down there."

"I would but if you haven't noticed my shirt is died red."

"We should get you to the hospital. You've bled for half an hour."

"No way. ow am I going to make up this big of a lie?"

"Say you tripped."

"What makes you think I wouldn't tell them what you did to me?"

"Ummm...."

"I WILL tell them!"

"No please don't."

"Why not?"

I started walking to the door.

"No! DON"T!," He said and ran to the door and dtood infront of it.

"Why?"

"If you tell..." He began trying to think, "I'll kill you."

I laughed, "Yeah right."

'I'm serious. I did this to you. What makes you think I won't kill you?"

"Fine," I whispered. I'm sorry. I migt now be sane but I value my life, "I fell."

okay guys i know that sucked. But still review.